No. I'm not listening to hard rock.
I can't find my seam ripper, and I've had to rip seams all day long over and over again.
The fact that I am seam ripping is bad enough. But I'm working on a crowded dining room table - fighting for space between the Othello game and the school books that weren't picked up from Friday and various personal projects that the kids have their hands in. I'm sitting in Jenny's seat because it's the closest one to the outlet on the wall.
I'm taking a break because I've ripped the same seam more than once, and I just can't sit there anymore. Jenny decides to color. In her seat.
She comes to me, very sorry, because she accidentally colored the dress. Sure enough, green crayon on the white Communion dress. It's on the inside, but I can see it on the reverse.
Anyone? Any ideas? Crayon on white satin? I can't wash it because of the lace. Let me know...I'm the one, over there, with the bruise on the forehead and the dent in the drywall.